Amy's Point Of View
I got up at 8.00am and got dressed. I went into the bathroom, did my make up and fixed my hair in a tight ponytail. I rushed downstairs to have my breakfast. My mum was there as usual, having her own breakfast. After that I brushed my teeth and headed off to Sarah's house to walk with her to school. When I reached her door, I knocked and after a view سیکنڈ Sarah opened the door ready to go.
"Hey, Sarah!" I said.
"Hi!" Sarah replied.
We walked to school, chatting the whole way. Most of it was boring except the part when she کہا about the party.
"I've been thinking a lot about my 17th birthday." Sarah said.
"Oh, yeah. What are آپ gonna do?" I asked.
"Maybe a party. At my house." she said.
I replied nearly instantly.
"Yeah! That's a great idea! آپ could invite everyone!"
Sarah smiled.
"Ok, ok, Amy! I'll ask my Mum and Dad to night! You, Kelly and Emily could stay the night! But there will be LOADS of people coming!"
We walked through the school gates and wandered off to our other friends. Me, Sarah, Emily and Kelly. We had a discussion about Sarah's party for a couple of minutes. The گھنٹی, بیل rang and we walked into our classroom.
"Good morning class!" کہا our teacher, Miss King.
Nobody really took notice of her. We all sat down in our نشست ready for the register. Miss King did the register and continued with the lesson.
I got up at 8.00am and got dressed. I went into the bathroom, did my make up and fixed my hair in a tight ponytail. I rushed downstairs to have my breakfast. My mum was there as usual, having her own breakfast. After that I brushed my teeth and headed off to Sarah's house to walk with her to school. When I reached her door, I knocked and after a view سیکنڈ Sarah opened the door ready to go.
"Hey, Sarah!" I said.
"Hi!" Sarah replied.
We walked to school, chatting the whole way. Most of it was boring except the part when she کہا about the party.
"I've been thinking a lot about my 17th birthday." Sarah said.
"Oh, yeah. What are آپ gonna do?" I asked.
"Maybe a party. At my house." she said.
I replied nearly instantly.
"Yeah! That's a great idea! آپ could invite everyone!"
Sarah smiled.
"Ok, ok, Amy! I'll ask my Mum and Dad to night! You, Kelly and Emily could stay the night! But there will be LOADS of people coming!"
We walked through the school gates and wandered off to our other friends. Me, Sarah, Emily and Kelly. We had a discussion about Sarah's party for a couple of minutes. The گھنٹی, بیل rang and we walked into our classroom.
"Good morning class!" کہا our teacher, Miss King.
Nobody really took notice of her. We all sat down in our نشست ready for the register. Miss King did the register and continued with the lesson.
Shaun
I wonder, sometimes, if she ever thinks of me.
If she knows that I kept only one picture of her. Anything else was just too painful. In the picture, she doesn't know I am taking it until the camera flash goes off. She has been sitting at the ڈیسک in her old bedroom, and she is half-smiling.
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I walk up to her, not breaking eye contact. Nothing existed but her.
The little girl was perched on her hip.
I trailed my fingers down her jawline. She still didn't move.
"Why did آپ leave?"
I wonder, sometimes, if she ever thinks of me.
If she knows that I kept only one picture of her. Anything else was just too painful. In the picture, she doesn't know I am taking it until the camera flash goes off. She has been sitting at the ڈیسک in her old bedroom, and she is half-smiling.
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I walk up to her, not breaking eye contact. Nothing existed but her.
The little girl was perched on her hip.
I trailed my fingers down her jawline. She still didn't move.
"Why did آپ leave?"
Time is just a thing.
آپ can't ever have to little.
آپ can always have enough.
But when آپ look at it,
our lives are just a piece.
A piece of what time has to give.
So why not live the fullest,
to what we can.
Why waste it wishing,
on something you'll never have.
Let time do its own thing,
so we can do ours.
آپ see time is mysterious.
It controls our lives.
And in one quick second,
our time may be up.
So take what you're given,
and give nothing back.
With time nothing is ever what it seems.
آپ can't ever have to little.
آپ can always have enough.
But when آپ look at it,
our lives are just a piece.
A piece of what time has to give.
So why not live the fullest,
to what we can.
Why waste it wishing,
on something you'll never have.
Let time do its own thing,
so we can do ours.
آپ see time is mysterious.
It controls our lives.
And in one quick second,
our time may be up.
So take what you're given,
and give nothing back.
With time nothing is ever what it seems.
I'm just drifting, drifting down this road.
The dust kicking up behind me,
Just a بادل to hide my past.
My feet don't leave any footprints,
My name never graces those lips
That I'm watching from a distance,
A distance that grows greater
As I'm drifting, drifting down this road.
I'm not on the way to anything great,
I'm just hiding, hiding down in the dark.
The shadows closing in around me,
Just a blanket to smother my past.
My eyes can't see in the gloom,
My voice never breaks the silence
That I keep deep in my heart,
A دل that grows blacker
As I'm drifting, drifting in the dark.